Zhang Feng had to stop, returned to the chair and sat down, and looked at each other across the table with Ding Xiaoshan. After all, there are important things, and things that feel true can be set aside temporarily.
"Say!"
One word shows the majesty of the master.
Ding Xiaoshan didn't dare to sit down, offered his body, nodded and said, "Madam asked me to bring you a message..."
"and many more!"
Zhang Feng waved his hand to stop him from speaking down, frowning his sword eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Don't be like a traitor to a devil. It's uncomfortable to hear, speak hard!"
Ding Xiaoshan's shape and tone, coupled with his chubby face, really looked like a traitor.
The old man blushed, laughed twice, and straightened up immediately, as if a soldier was reporting to the general, shouting loudly: "Madam said, when you go home, you must give her a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, don't want to enter. Home, those women, you won't see a single one!"
"..."
Zhang Feng was silent, his arms elbows on the table, his fists supported his chin, and he entered a state of contemplation.
"Sect Master, this matter has nothing to do with the young me, just take a word." Ding Xiaoshan was cautious, for fear that he would be implicated.
Yesterday, hearing Ye Qingxuan’s explanation, he knelt on the spot, begging bitterly to change his personal information. Unfortunately, he is Zhang Feng’s secretary. Ye Qingxuan didn’t want others to know about it, so he stubbornly gave the order. .
Madam's order, Ding Xiaoshan, as the secretary of the doormaster, had no room for rejection, only agreed with his scalp.
At this moment, I'm so nervous...
"What else did the madam say?" Zhang Feng frowned and asked.
I didn't look at Ding Xiaoshan, but the guy still felt the cold air, entrenched around him, making himself shiver.
Not daring not to answer, he smiled bitterly: "Madam, let me bring you a message, otherwise, I didn't say anything."
"I didn't say it!" Zhang Feng's mouth raised, "It depends on my performance!"
"It should be, it should be..." Ding Xiaoshan responded casually, judging from his experience with girls, he couldn't help Zhang Feng at all.
"Explain what you are going to get, have you got it?" Zhang Feng asked again.
Upon hearing this, Ding Xiaoshan’s eyes lit up, he leaned down and said in a whispering voice: "The master, I have already got the things, and I have asked someone to appraise the biggest one. It’s the best.
It can't be estimated, it is a priceless treasure. If it is sent to auction, it will be less than 100 million dollars to start! "
Zhang Feng nodded, and said: "You go find someone to process it, ask the master to do it before I go out, understand?"
Ding Xiaoshan doesn't know how to pick up girls, but he is very smart. He understood Zhang Feng's meaning in the first time, and he laughed a few times: "Yes, I promise to complete the task!"
"Well, it's okay, don't bother me!"
Zhang Feng left, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, and the figure does not take away a cloud, but he looks unusually chic, as if with a bit of fluttering air.
Ding Xiaoshan was stunned, until the iron gate was closed and the guard came over and asked him to leave, and then he suddenly returned to his senses.
"Weird, the sect master seems to be different!"
He couldn't tell where the specifics were different, but there was a strange feeling, as if inadvertently, some of them couldn't feel Zhang Feng's existence.
Zhang Feng had important things to explain, but Ding Xiaoshan didn't dare to delay, and as soon as he left the detention center, he called and explained the manpower to do the work...
…
It has been exactly one day since the support of the survivors of the Paris Princess cruise ship. It was the next morning. Outside the gate of the Interpol team, many people gathered. They were all the survivors of yesterday’s accident, the leader, and the same. It's the old Emil.
A gentleman in a suit, Hilda, his wife Hilda, supported by a young blonde girl, stood in one place, like a family of three.
The blonde girl is Annie. I don't know what method she used, but Hilda's approval was actually approved by Hilda. She plans to enroll her into Stanford University for advanced studies. Of course, she needs to pass an exam.
Even so, Annie almost flew up happily, and she simply regarded herself as a disciple with a shy face, serving Hilda personally.
Before long, the leaders of the Interpol Team came out, with Cui Bao as the leader, and came to Emil.
"Mr. Emil, I hope you have brought me good news."
Cui Baocheng looked relaxed and shook hands.
Emil then handed over a bag of documents to Cui Baocheng solemnly, "Captain Cui, this is evidence of our 1,348 survivors, jointly signed, including every survivor in the Paris Princess. Cruise ship, and all the experience of what happened after the cruise ship sank.
Inside the mobile hard disk is a video self-memory taken by each survivor, and the paper file is their signature
, And pressed the fingerprint, it should have legal effect, I hope you can use him to clean up Mr. Zhang Feng and restore his reputation. "
Emil spoke very solemnly, as if handing over gold, he was heavily pressed on Cui Baocheng's hands.
"I will do it and seek justice for Zhang Feng!"
Cui Baocheng put away his smile, solemnly took the bag of documents, turned and handed it to a police officer, and then he saluted Emil.
Emil heard the deep meaning of the words, he bowed in return, straightened up and said: "Captain Cui, I believe you, during this time, I will stay in China until Mr. Zhang Feng gets out of trouble."
The handover of the evidence was completed. The two sides said two gossips. The Emil promised that the surviving tourists would return to China in a short time, and the matter would be completed.
At this moment, Annie, who had never had a chance to interrupt, rushed to say: "Captain Cui, how is Zhang Feng?"
The crowd gathered on the side of the road suddenly became quiet, everyone was staring at Annie with different eyes.
Annie's face flushed, but she still mustered up the courage to look at each other with Cui Bao.
"This lady is..." Cui Baocheng asked.
"My name is Annie, and I am a cruise ship survivor. Zhang Feng rescued me several times and gave me money to let me go to school." Speaking of Zhang Feng, Annie's face was filled with happiness, making her more beautiful.
Unlike most European and American white women, her skin is not rough, and her skin is delicate and ruddy, and coupled with her natural white skin, she looks more and more beautiful.
Moreover, the undisguised admiration of European and American women adds a touch of cuteness to her.
"Oh!" Cui Baocheng nodded meaningfully, then he sullied his face, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Feng is in the detention center, and life is not easy. You must know that the prisoners are all suspects waiting for trial. Contact, poor eating, poor sleep, and no recreational activities, so..."
Upon hearing this, Annie became anxious, let go of Hilda, pulled Cui Baocheng's sleeve, and begged: "Captain Cui, please help Zhang Feng. At the very least, let him eat better. Cost I can pay for it!"
"This..." Cui Baocheng pretended to hesitate, but his heart blossomed.
Zhang Feng, your boy is unparalleled in luck, my brother is really envious, and he won't add any obstacles to you. As a man, I can't justify it!
(End of this chapter)